cmu has a blog!

I had no idea. It's oddly comforting to find these daily rambles online. I guess it feels a little like being near someone when you can't be near them really.

In other news: last night I dreamt that I was responsible for feeding all these small animals - like mice, sure, but also miniature horses and pigs, and dogs (only the small breeds). I fed them miniature vegetables - like cherry tomatoes, sure, but also very small bell peppers. Only it was clear all these animals were starving. And I didn't have enough of the tiny veg to go around. It was awful. At one point, a beagle grabbed (with his mouth) a fistful of tiny green bell peppers out of my hand. It sort of hurt.

Then this morning, M sang the whole Fat Albert song while we were drinking tea.

Lately

I spend too much time in my office and no time writing.

I see a lot of little girls on bikes. Their bikes are usually pink.

I'm into Johnny Cash.

Wine tastes gross.

I eat a lot of lentils.

The leaves are falling off our walnut tree and into our yard.

High School

Okay, this is neither here nor there, but I wanted to say, officially, that probably nothing makes me feel like I'm 16 again more than "Kiss Off" by the Violent Femmes. Now, if I was drunk in the backseat of a beater driving through an orange grove at night, all would be complete (PS - thank god I'm not 16 anymore).

Also, my new favorite word is keening.

What's up with you guys?